'Today is a good day' Naru thought to himself as he drove down the street on his way to Mai's apartment. It was their anniversary today, first one in fact. And he had made a reservation at one of the most luxurious restaurants in the city a couple months back. He was quite pleased with the way things were turning out. He had even dressed for the occasion.
He was quite pleased with the look he was sporting. He wore a black tuxedo with a black bow tie, black dress shirt, and black dress pants. He kind of liked the colour black. Heck, even his underwear was black. It's unambiguous, easy to predict, and doesn't stain easy. Just perfect.
However, his tux wasn't what he was pleased about. No, not at all. You see, he had bought new shoes, and not just any shoes. They were a pair of custom fitted Testonis. Plain Oxford style (he didn't want to be too extravagant…), all black with black laces. Made from the finest Italian leather money can buy. So fine in fact, that he envied the beast that once got to wear his shoes as its skin. He had ordered them a few weeks prior to their anniversary, deciding that he deserved something nice for a change.
He pulled up to the curb next to Mai's apartment, and violently honked his horn, refusing to step on the filthy pavement while wearing his magnificent shoes. He'd much sooner hand walk to Mai's door than he'd risk getting as much as a single speck of dirt on his Testonis. He was quite obsessed with them, so much so that he had 2 close calls on his way to Mai's because he refused to take his eyes off of them. They had, after all, cost him more than a month of rent.
Mai finally looked outside, ready to strangle whichever lunatic was making such a commotion. To her surprise, it was none other than Naru. Puzzled by this un-narulike behaviour, she graved her purse and coat and walked towards the car.
She had chosen an outfit of sentimental value for the date; it was an outfit her mother had worn on their last outing before her accident. Mai had also worn it on her first official date with Naru. However, not only was it of sentimental significance, but it was also rather stunning. It was tight on her curves, knee length, and definitely stood out.
She stepped into the car and closed the door.
"Hey Naru!" she said with a smile as he greeted her with a kiss.
"Hey. You look very nice" he said before refocusing his gaze on his shoes, marvelling at their beauty.
"Thanks" Mai replied, hiding her blush. It wasn't very often she got a compliment from her narcissistic, self-centred, idiot scientist of a boyfriend. "I bought some new earrings just for tonight. Do you like them?" She continued enthusiastically, not noticing that Naru was spaced out in his little shoe world.
Not hearing the question, Naru replied in a tone that portrayed the highest level of emotion he could muster, "They are absolutely magnificent" clearly referring to his Testonis. Mai however, being as dense as she is, believed that Naru was talking about her earrings. 'If a little bit of silver and small sapphires can get such a strong reaction from the narcissist, then perhaps I should bling it up like a 1980s gangster in order to woo him…' she thought, still unaware at the intended recipient of Naru's compliment.
After a couple of minutes of Naru in dreamworld, and Mai furiously blushing, Mai finally noticed something was wrong.
"So… aren't we gonna get going? Our reservations are in 10 minutes, you know" she said.
At this comment, Naru immediately snapped out of his dream world, with a sudden look of realization plastered on his face. "Crap! I completely forgot about that!" He quickly lipped, before slamming his foot down on the gas, much to his girlfriend's displeasure. "WOAH! SLOW DOWN!"
Ten minutes later, just as Mai ran out of breath to scream with, the pulled up to the curve to the restaurant. They quickly got out of the car, much to Naru's displeasure; he had to step on the pavement on his nice shoes. Naru threw the car keys at the Valet without saying a word, hoping to get off the pavement as quickly as possible.
He had almost made it in when he felt a tug on his shirt. He turned, to be greeted with the worried expression his girlfriend had on. "I don't wanna go in there… something doesn't feel right."
Naru took a deep breath. "Mai, I reserved this restaurant 2 months ago, and even then we barely made it on the waitlist. We are dining here whether you like it or not."
"But… fine, but when things go wrong, don't blame me!" she begun to protest, before realizing her efforts would be in vain. Still, she felt something odd about this restaurant. It didn't feel like something bad; more like a disturbance. Her intuition rarely lied to her, so she chose to be extra cautious while on the premises.
After checking in, they were seated at a table. The place had a very European feel to it, and smelled of souvlaki and tsatziki, as you'd expect from a Greek taverna. It was overly fancy, and the food being served looked absolutely delicious.
"Nice place! It's so fancy and the food smells soooo good!" Mai enthusiastically commented.
"I knew you would like it. It is the highest rated European style restaurant in all of Tokyo, so I expected as much." He coolly replied.
"Thank you, Naru. It's amazing."
The night was indeed perfect. Nothing could possibly ruin it. Or so they thought.
Half an hour later, as Mai took the last sip of her iced tea, the problems began revealing themselves.
"Naru, I don't feel so well…" she said, feeling as if the world had begun to spin in the opposite direction.
"What's wrong?" he replied, refusing to let his genuine concern show.
"I don't know.. I feel dizzy and the world is spinning and the room is soo hot. Maybe I should take my clothes off to cool off *hiccup* ooo, you know what we should do? We should start a food fight! *hiccup* Oh! I remember now! Remember in the New Year party when Bousan gave me some of that… techila? Tequila! stuff? Well I feel like that. That was funny!" She said while attempting to throw a pita at a woman on a nearby table.
She was becoming more unintelligible by the second. A few seconds later, she was in a non-stop fit of giggles, rolling on the floor, unaware of everyone in the restaurant staring at her in disbelief.
"You're drunk. Someone must have spiked your drink." He spat out furiously. "Waiter! Get me your manager now!" he screamed while throwing the poor waiter a glare that could pierce through tank armour. The waiter adhered to his animal instincts and fled before he was brutally killed. He did not wish to be the centrepiece of the next episode of 1000 ways to die. 'Death by glare'… that would be a new one.
A few moments later, a short man rushed down the hall. He looked eerily familiar to Naru. As he came closer, Naru finally recognized him. "Mr. Ehime?" he said in disbelief.
"Ah, Mr. Shibuya. It's a pleasure to see you. I apologize for the current situation, unfortunately, it's out of my control" he told the young narcissist.
"You really need to do a background check on all of your staff. This is completely unacceptable. I will be informing the re-" he was suddenly interrupted by his girlfriend tugging at his shirt.
"Ummm *hiccup* Naru? I don't feel so well. I think I'm gonna throw u- BLEURGH!"
Naru jumped back, out of the incoming vomit's way. However, he misjudged the speed it was travelling at, and nearly fainted at the sight that befell upon him. The vomit had landed on his shoes. His beautiful Testonis were now ruined. All their Italian leather glory, shredded to bits and pieces. He held back a tear. This was now personal.
"Mr. Ehime, we'll take the case. Please have 3 rooms ready for our arrival. Our crew will be arriving tomorrow at 8."
A smile lit up Mr. Ehime's face. Today was a good day.
Well, here it is, the second chapter! Please review! If you don't, I'll kill a kitten. Being totally serious. So review or be an accomplice to animal cruelty!
